The South western news., 1887-06-29


the room. He fred and the ball
enteted the niar's right groin, sevs
cred the femoral artery and emerg>
ed from the back.
GAVE HIMSELF UP.
Wingard ran down stairs, passed
his mother and ran to the home of
his grandfather, where he told of
his act. He asked his granfather
to accompany him to the police
barracks, as he wanted to give him
self up. On the way over he hand
ed Mr.. Taut the pistol and told
him to keep it. At the barracks
he was cool and sclf.possessed.
He told Sergeant Reilly at first
that he had difficulty with step
father aud wanted to give himself
up. Afterward he said he had
shot Thomas. Just before he was
taken to the cell he turned to his
grandfather and said with the ut
most unconcern. Here is a dime,
grandpa; go aud get me some ci>
garetts.'
THE GRIEF STRICKEN WIDOW.
The grief of the widow while
she was giving her testimony was
something heart,rendering. She
paced the floor and wrung her
hands. and between her sentences
moaned pitifully, uttering the
most touching prayers Now and
then she turned toward the room
where the body lay and called to
Ed. and begged him to wake up
and speak to her once more. The
witnesses Of her agony were awed
into silence by the greatness Of her
grief, and the officers with hesitan.
CIV questioned her. What seemed
to pain her most was her having
to tell of his cruelty to her, yet she
told it all. She said that once he
knocked her down in the street,
once threw bottles at her, often
beat her, but she would willingly
bear all of that if she could only
call him back to life. After she
had given her testimony she Won
dered around the house from room
to hallway, out on the piazza, from
one place to another, moaning
most pititully.
A TALK WITH THE SLAYER.
Her sou was lying in the cell at
the barracks, where he was found
by a Morning. Ne,Us reporter, who
asked him if he had any statement
to make.
No. he replied, 4 don't want
to say anything
You don't deny the shootingY
oh, no! shot him.
why did you do itF'
Because be treated my, mother
cruelty and beat her. Only this
morning he lifted her up and was
going to throw her out of the wins
dow
Did you ever see him treat her
cruelIyY
yes; have seen him slap her.
'Where did you get the pistol?'
Never mind where l got the
pistol he replied, and he then
evinced such desire to be let alone
that he was not piled with ques.
tions. Lieutenant Green told him
to get ready to go to Jail, and he
replied, All right, SIR as if he
had been told to go home.
He is not at all concerned about
the affair, and takes it as cody as if
he had shot a rat.
After the coroner's jury had
been out about fifteen minutes,
they came to a verdict that the
deceased came to his deathEfrom the
effects of a gun shot wound from
q pistol in the hands of William
Edward Wingard, and they consid-
cred it premeditated murder. The
verdict was signed by five Of the six
jurors, E G Wilson, Negro, re,
fusing to consent. He considered
1t justifable homicide.
WHO THOMAS WAS.
Edward Thomas was born in Au.
gusta about 35 years ago and lived
there Until he had grown up and
learned his trade. He then moved
to Beaufort and then to Savannah.
He was a mechanic, and an excell>
ent one. He has worked at a num-
Der of mschine shops in this city
and was always accounted an ex-
cellent workman. He had been
engaged at the Morning News of
fee adjusting some machinery for
the last three weeks. and had just